Above the void, a great battle is nearing its end.

It was only half an hour before and after, and Zhou Weixin didn't know how many wonders and visions were brought out of the book mountain, suppressing the evil monsters below one after another.

Everyone in the entire Zhongzhou was dazzled.

They never thought that a literati who looked extremely elegant would have such great power in his gestures. Every time he made a move, it was like a martial spirit appearing in the world, suppressing the Eight Desolations.

And those evil monsters hidden in the human race in the void were difficult to resist under Zhou Weixin's methods.

Want to escape...... There are dozens of Holy Emperors above this void.

Therefore, the blood curtain was crisscrossed above the void, and one after another evil monsters fell.

And on the top of the book mountain, Zhou Weixin, who had invited countless supernatural visions, looked at the direction of Zhongzhou facing west, his eyes fell on the sky, and his brows furrowed slightly.

It seems that in that place, there is a peerless thing like a god and a demon, peeking at him.

"Original...... It's already a race that has become a climate!"

Zhou Weixin muttered, and then he waved his big sleeves in Tsing Yi. Only where his arm crossed, countless pictures suddenly appeared in the void, densely packed with tens of thousands.

There is a picture of the evil race entering the Firmament Continent through the gate of the plane.

There is a great Ming Dynasty to send troops to suppress the enemy.

There is a picture of the death of the prince of the god dynasty.

There is a picture of the evil clan slaughtering the city and destroying the country.

There is a champion god who will wave into the Wolf Juxu God Domain.

There is the Great Feng Qingtian Ancient Great Wall, which was built on the vast land of China.

There was the Age of Eternal Night more than 2,000 years ago.

There was a man walking alone in the dark.

There were 30,000 Confucian scholars who died heroically, lighting up the picture of the seventy-two holy temples and palaces in the Firmament Continent.

There is a picture of Qin Changsheng fighting the Heavenly Evil God alone!

......

Looking at the thousands of images in the void, the Saint Emperors who were standing in the distance were a little dumbfounded. They never expected that Zhou Weixin would have such terrifying strength.

Only in the wave of his sleeves, he actually walked thousands of years of light and shadow, and deduced everything that happened in the Firmament Continent.

Such a method would never be beyond the reach of ordinary Holy Emperors.

“...... Something is wrong!"

Zhou Weixin stood upright, looking at the countless light curtains in front of him, his expression was still calm, but it gave everyone an incomparably depressed feeling, and the words he muttered were equally calm, but they made people feel angry.

"This is the three thousand years of the Firmament Continent, is this the reason why my Confucian disciples died......

Zhou Weixin vibrated his sleeves, he suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the extreme west of the continent, and suddenly made a sound, like the sound of thunder falling on the entire Celestial Continent:

"Heavenly evil god!Old man Confucian student Zhou Weixin, please fight!"

Zhou Weixin's voice was like a wave of the vast sea, rolling out wave after wave, and the majestic echo reverberated throughout the heaven and earth.

......

However, everywhere Zhou Weixin's eyes looked, there was no movement at all.

It seems that the heavenly evil god who peeped at Zhongzhou on the edge of the sky did not dare to fight!

Zhou Weixin rolled up his sleeves and snorted coldly, "Since you don't dare to fight, then you should shrink back and be a good lost dog." When the old man's real body comes, he will kill you so that there is no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground!"

"Good!"

At this moment, a rolling thunder sound came from the sky.

Zhou Weixin shook his head with a sneer, and there seemed to be a trace of disdain in his elegant eyes.

"This old man is quite powerful!"

Below Zhongzhou, Bai Xiaopang carried two hammers and said with some admiration.

"!"

Qin Xuance snorted coldly, then he looked at Lin Huang, and then said, "After returning to the dojo, you should eat and drink, don't be reluctant to yourself!"

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at Qin Xuance, "Do you have a personal vendetta?"

Qin Xuance spread his hands, "I'm doing this for your good!"

Lin Huang snorted coldly, feeling that Qin Xuance was suffocating now.

For Qin Xuance's words just now, he naturally understood what he meant, no matter how many people died in the Lingyin Hall because Lin Huang didn't leave the Great Leiyin Temple, it didn't matter.

The important thing is that the peacock boy died in the hands of Lin Huang for the real time.

With the status of the peacock son, it is natural that someone will come to avenge him.

The Holy Emperor realm is too strong, Lin Huang doesn't have to worry, because there is no one behind the Desolate Clan.

But when the younger generation knocks on the door, they have to rely on Lin Huang to deal with it himself.

And the Peacock Boy belongs to the Ten Thousand Demon Temple......

Those who can find the door are naturally not general. If Lin Huang didn't rely on the Great Lei Yin Temple, he wouldn't even be able to beat the Peacock Boy, let alone a stronger person.

And Qin Xuance told him to eat and drink......

Lin Huang thought about it and kicked Qin Xuance out, maybe in Qin Xuance's plan, he was bound to be killed by the Ten Thousand Demon Temple.

If you are the worst, you will be crippled!

Although he didn't know what medicine Qin Xuance bought in his gourd, Lin Huang would not be reluctant to admit that he was not as thoughtful as Qin Xuance.

Airplanes.

Buzzing.

Airplanes......

Just when the three of them thought that the battle in the void was coming to an end, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth, like a mighty sea surging and waves rolling.

Lin Huang hadn't looked up yet, but he only felt a peerless majestic aura descending from the sky, making people feel incomparably small.

Lin Huang raised his head......

I saw the mountain of books standing in the void, emitting a brilliant divine light, and the light was even more dazzling than the great sun, so that countless martial saints could not open their eyes.

And under the mountain of books, at this moment, there is a vast amount of vast aura condensed, forming an ancient-

- Haohai!

The vast sea is condensed one by one, and inky waters surge between heaven and earth. Every time the sea stirs, an ancient sound sounds.

Or a crisp voice for young students.

Or for the voice of a middle-aged scholar.

Or for the elderly Confucian voice to appeal to the Tao.

In the inky sea, there are also the sound of the piano, the sound of the bell, the roar of the tiger and the dragon, the sound of wind and rain, the sound of the world, and the sound of ghosts and gods!

"It's ......"

Qin Xuance raised his head and was completely stunned, his eyes full of incredulity.

And those Holy Emperors in the void also had an extremely surprised look in their eyes at this moment.

Looking at the vast sea of ink waves, Li Taixuan's expression became solemn, and he replied to the question that Ye Canglan had asked before, "If I die, Zhou Wei's heart will be brave and indelible!"

Ye Canglan also shook his head with a sigh, his eyes were full of admiration, and said slowly:

"Unexpectedly, Zhou Weixin not only holds a mountain of books, but also has a sea of learning...... Jiang Taixu's skills, he has inherited at least eighty percent!"

"The mountain of books learns the sea...... This is a means that only Confucian sages can comprehend!"

Li Taixuan flicked his sword and smiled, "Confucian sage, but infinitely close to the existence of the quasi-emperor!"

At this moment, Zhou Weixin, who was on the top of the book mountain, suddenly spoke, and his voice was mighty in Zhongzhou, and the entire Firmament Continent-

——Students all over the world, who can cross this sea of learning and realize the spirit of Confucianism. Who can climb this book mountain! Inherit the voice of my Confucian sages through the ages!